"Do you think if we take a photo of the buildings here, our brother could find us based on it?" Lin Wanning teased with a laugh as they entered University T.
"That sounds like a fun idea to try!" Li Qingxue was immediately intrigued by the suggestion and eagerly pulled Hu Yuying along to give it a shot.
Hu Yuying felt a flicker of anticipation in her heart—if Long Aotian saw that she’d come to visit him, would he be happy?
"Lower your phone a bit and shoot from below—it’ll make you look taller."
Hearing the voice, they instinctively turned toward the speaker.
Seeing it was a beautiful girl, Li Qingxue smiled and said, "Thank you."
Shen Mengjie wasn’t sure how to describe the expression on the girl’s face—perhaps it reminded her of the kind of pure, genuine joy she herself had once known.
This ethereal, cool-faced girl looked familiar.
Her gaze lingered longer on Hu Yuying.
Noticing she was being watched, Hu Yuying politely greeted, "Hello."
Her voice was soft and sweet, carrying a gentle warmth.
Shen Mengjie paused for a moment before smiling back. "Hello."
It wasn’t just her imagination—there was something about this girl that faintly reminded her of Long Aotian...
"You’re not from University T, are you?"
The three shook their heads.
"I overheard you talking about taking a photo—would you like some help?"
Since one of them would have to be behind the camera, they couldn’t all be in the shot together. If possible, they’d prefer to appear in the same photo.
"Then thank you!" Li Qingxue beamed, her youthful energy radiating as her dimples peeked through, adding a touch of playful charm.
She happily handed her phone to Shen Mengjie and joined Hu Yuying and Lin Wanning.
"Thank you," Hu Yuying added softly, her eyes warm and sincere.
As the three stood together, even Shen Mengjie couldn’t help but stare for a second.
But she quickly composed herself, crouching down to take the photo.
"All done."
She returned the phone to Li Qingxue with a smile.
After admiring the photo, the trio thanked Shen Mengjie again.
"No need, it was nothing. Are you here to meet someone?" Shen Mengjie asked carefully.
"Yeah, my best friend’s boyfriend studies here."
"Qingxue!" Hu Yuying’s cheeks flushed pink as she lightly scolded her, signaling her to stop oversharing.
Hearing this, Shen Mengjie studied Hu Yuying more closely.
A memory surfaced—when she’d tricked Long Aotian into coming to the field, he’d once said, "She always says she’s the luckiest person in the world, but I’m the one who’s lucky to have her."
Now, seeing how easily flustered she was, it made sense.
"The campus is huge. Who are you looking for? If you know their major, I might be able to point you in the right direction."
After a moment’s thought, Hu Yuying decided it’d be better to find Long Aotian herself rather than wait for him. Plus, she could see what his daily life was like.
"Long Aotian from the Sports Department."
"If it’s the Sports Department, they’re probably in specialized training right now. I can take you there—you might find him."
The three were surprised. In such a vast campus, they’d randomly met someone who actually knew where Long Aotian was.
Noticing their astonishment, Shen Mengjie smiled faintly. "I’m in the Sports Department too. Long Aotian is pretty well-known there, so that’s how I knew."
"Long Aotian is that famous?" Li Qingxue couldn’t hide her surprise.
"Yeah, he’s got a lot of friends." As she said this, she subtly pursed her lips.
Then her gaze returned to Hu Yuying. "Have you known Long Aotian for long?"
Realizing she might have sounded too eager, she quickly added, "Sorry, I’m just a little nosy and curious..."
Gossip and curiosity were things every girl indulged in—even Hu Yuying was no exception—so she just smiled. "It’s fine. We met back in our senior year of high school."
As they talked, Shen Mengjie led the three to the sports field.
Despite the crowd, Hu Yuying spotted Long Aotian instantly. Pointing excitedly, she turned to Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning. "Look, there’s Long Aotian!"
Li Qingxue, Lin Wanning, and even Shen Mengjie followed her finger before finally noticing him.
Under the afternoon sun, the young man stood on the basketball court, his loose jersey damp with sweat.
The ball spun in his hands as he pivoted, his movements swift and fluid. He dashed across the court, channeling raw power and speed.
A quick breakthrough, a smooth shot—swish!
As the ball sailed through the hoop, he raised a triumphant fist, his sweat-streaked face lit with a bright, dazzling grin.
"Long Aotian, go get 'em!!"
Hearing the cheer, Long Aotian turned. His eyes widened briefly before he grinned and waved, jogging toward the sidelines.
His back straight, his steps light, his gaze locked onto Hu Yuying with nothing but adoration.
"You came?"
Without thinking, he draped his jacket over her shoulders.
Hu Yuying gazed up at him, letting him fuss over her. Rising on her toes, she gently wiped the sweat from his forehead with her fingertips.
"Uh, hello? We’re still here too," Li Qingxue deadpanned.
"Brother," Lin Wanning chimed in.
"How’d you find me?" Long Aotian asked, ruffling Hu Yuying’s hair.
The three glanced around, but the girl who’d guided them was nowhere in sight.
"A girl from your department brought us here."
"Huh? She was just here a second ago."
"Maybe she left once she saw we found you."
"Bro, go shower already—you’re getting sweat all over Yuying’s head," Lin Wanning teased.
"I don’t mind. Long Aotian can do whatever he wants," Hu Yuying insisted. She really didn’t care—in fact, she liked it.
Sometimes when he held her while sleeping, his warmth made her sweat, but he never complained. Instead, he’d gently wipe it away for her.
So what did it matter? It was just Long Aotian being Long Aotian.
Taking Lin Wanning’s advice, Long Aotian led them to a bench near the dorm. "Wait here—I’ll be quick."
After making sure they were settled, he jogged off toward the dorm.
Watching his retreating figure from a distance, Shen Mengjie absentmindedly lifted a hand to her own hair, mimicking the way he’d touched Hu Yuying’s.
That vibrant, radiant version of Long Aotian—she’d never seen him like that around anyone else...
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rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
